stranger with SHXCXCHCXSH (LIVE)

The unknown dame on the fifth floor is stuck in her chair.My stomach thuds when I am in front of her.She leans on a black and swollen elbow.She sprouts a crown of purple and white cauliflower.I can’t concentrate and conversation fades to something unpronounceable.She nearly has what she is looking for.She loses it regularly whilst pulling on a slack tooth.She is relieved when,I tell her.I am not single.She likes to count the masked souls in the building.She says there are a terrible few.I smile when she points out I need to go to bed.I wonder if I will be let in this time.We listen to the man screaming in Swedish next door.I leave a note for the next visitor.I tell them to fix the brake.So she doesn’t fall.

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